“No one is so completely disenchanted with the world, or knows it so thoroughly or is so utterly disgusted with it, than when it begins to smile upon him he becomes partially reconciled to it.” – Giacomo Leopardi
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to at some point believe in words written in quotes such as the one above without even considering the implications of the words wherein I accepted them as a part of what is here as me thus allowing here to exist as the manifested abusive consequences of such words which exist of no substantial support and/or solution for and as life in any way whatsoever.
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to stuff myself into and as a mindset consisting of and as comfortability wherein I resigned myself into and as submissiveness to a capitalistic money system as an obedient servant without questioning what it is exactly that I’m supporting, which, simply put, is actions of first degree murder of which we are all guilty of because there is much premeditated planning and deliberation that goes into the continued support given in order to support our current money system to continue to exist where profit is valued over life.
I forgive myself for accepting and allowing myself to ignore what I am capable of learning with regards to what the solution is to stop accepting corporations and governments to earn profit even when it means that those who have no money go without food to support what their physical body requires in order to function, breathe, move and survive within this physical reality of which we are equally given birth in and thus must be equally given life support.
I commit myself within a point of self honesty to educate and investigate the process of the mind to become aware of how our ways and means have proved alarmingly deadly while we candidly sit by and watch as all life forms parish – instead of standing up in and as support for/of/ and as all life in seeing, realizing and understanding that Life as All is who We Each are All Responsible for and of.
The reality is there are millions who are disenchanted, suffering within every moment of breath, every day of their existence here – where a smile cannot even begin to partially reconcile their homeless starving living arrangements and/or their war torn countries and utterly disgusted or lack of toilet facilities.
Most of us have no real clue what’s it’s like to go even one day without clean drinking water, and/or going without the ability to shit in our own Porcelain God…
I forgive myself that I have accepted and allowed myself to live consumed within the direction of my mind while supporting an abusive money system wherein I did not care or dare to see, realize and understand the seriousness of how other people are experiencing themselves daily throughout this world due to lack of clean water, no toilets and/or a place to wash and bathe or sleep, and with little to no food to support and strengthen their physical body.
I commit myself to further educating myself and others to the nature of abuse that exists in every current world system operating within our world, such as our money, political, educational and labor systems, to name a few, and wherein the principle of individual rights, including property and social rights – which are not functioning in a way that is best for all – will be re-designed in conjunction with all life forms, as we’re all aware of the point in how massive world abuse is happening within our world and cannot be denied, thus we as humanity commit ourselves to stop and begin anew within the starting point of and as the Solution of Equal Money, where the Only Principle is that which supports all living beings according to what’s best for all = A Union in Equality.
***Sharing below, real life struggles, a partial post by: By Khadija Sharife – Link on title to read in entirety ***
“Toilet capitalism: A Zimbabwean basket case” – – Posted on Monday, 20 February 2012 11:53
“But where are the rolling toilets?
With a piece of crunchy green salad in my mouth, it occurred to me then that Warren Park and Mereki went hand in glove with toilet capitalism. Sometime back, one Zimbabwean, in partnership with a South African, purchased mobile toilets from South Africa for Mereki, charging customers R5 a hit. He would go on to win an award. We inquired, but did not see, these award-winning toilets. Several younger chaps confirmed the rumour: ‘the rolling toilets? It has come through here, but I cannot say the whereabouts now.
Certainly, the mobile toilet would have been a welcome addition and brilliant short-term solution – but at what cost? “What we want,” said Mama, “is for them (government) to put in toilets and taps.” From Thursdays to Fridays, she said, the place was jam-packed.
Of course, Warren Park is not special: one of my earliest memories is running almost straight into a ‘flying toilet’ in Nairobi, which until 2008 had just 150 public toilets for over 3.5 million people. The public toilets then, were a scene of physical chaos, later dubbed by a friend, visiting India – where over 800 million have little access to sanitation facilities, ‘toilet warfare’. Historically, the power imbalances underpinning the structural layout of public worlds have reflected economic inequalities in areas characterised by those lacking political capital.
Similar to environmental racism, evidencing landfills, slaughterhouses and the like, situated in the poorest areas, lack of waste sanitation is often interlocked with lack of access to clean water. In her book, ‘The Big Necessity: The Unmentionable World of Human Waste and Why It Matters’, detailing the waste sanitation crisis, Rose George writes, ‘I thought a toilet was my right. It was a privilege.’ But as every African knows – this is untrue. Access to clean water and safe sanitation is a fundamental human right, only the quality of that provision (such as Japan’s high tech toilets) is a privilege.
This much was confirmed by the UN’s General Assembly, which bemoaned in the UN’s usual toothless way, that as much as 2.6 billion people globally have no access to waste sanitation. A situation that results in 2.2 million deaths annually, of which 1.5 million are children – excluding the numerous consequences of illnesses such as cholera, frequently affecting African countries.
Like Uganda’s Kampala – which hosted just 108 public toilets for a population of more than 2 million people, and privatised public toilets several years ago, in Zimbabwe, the scene is ripe for private waste sanitation companies or toilet capitalists.
According to one development worker I bumped into, waste sanitation apparently rests under the mandate of the country’s National Water Department via the Harare Water Supply Division. This was allegedly inherited from the City Council of Harare, thereafter further devolved to local councils. But neither department seems overly anxious to claim the responsibility of upgrading, connecting and developing, what is actually a matter of life and death.”